One of my primary needs is to have a project I'm working on. My latest one has been sewing Luke some pj's. I found a pretty great deal on fabric and my mom already had patterns from when Peter and Emily were little. I'm no great seamstress (not false modesty), and I don't even remember if I'd ever put in elastic. The first pair of pants (the green ones) I just was lazy, but the second pair (the dinosaur blue ones) I did more polished on the inside (french seams, etc). They're about a size 12 months, and we'll see how he likes them when the time comes. For now I can clean up my dining room table where the project has sat for a good 1 1/2 to 2 weeks while I've done it a little here and a little there (I'm not good or fast).
Can I just say that I love my sewing machine? My mom got it for me for my 25th birthday and in the past 6 months I've used it to sew a dress for me, 2 baby carriers, and now 2 pairs of pants. Sewing the baby carriers as opposed to buying them saved me about 75 bucks, so that makes me feel like it's been a very, very useful gift. Plus it makes me think of my childhood. I remember sewing on my mom's Kenmore throughout my childhood and adolescence and now I've got my own little Kenmore. Awww!
Last night we celebrated my Dad's birthday. We got to go to the Cheesecake Factory, which is always a pretty good time. I've been there 3 times and have always ordered the Cuban Sandwich because it's the most authentic Cuban Sandwich outside of a place (Miami, Cuba) where you could also order an Iron Beer (Cuban soda). I also love to get Fresca because it has no calories and no caffeine (holla. I'm lactating here and that stuff gets to my little man). Here are some highlights to the evening: - Half of the party being late because they had to put out a fire (keywords: Two Pre-teen fire phase + greenbelt + gasoline). Thankfully one older, wiser, Eagle Scout got there in the nick of time. I won't say more in case the authorities check my blog and incarcerate somebody for attempted arson. - Luke wanting his own menu (to put in his mouth, natch) - Discussing journalistic integrity (if Jon Stewart interviews count)
Saturday went like this for Luke and I (Mac stayed home to work on the computers, play video games, and go Frisbee golfing with Josh)
Pancake breakfast to support Peter's Little League. Jamba Juice to supplement the pancake breakfast. Luke is always trying to stick food in his mouth these days. Opening day. Peter played catcher for the first time. The coach kept him in for all of the innings. Last year when he played pitcher I got stressed out because I thought it was a high-pressure gig, but catcher may even be worse for my nerves. He got a couple of good hits, too, which is always nice to see. Luke had gone to a couple of Peter's basketball games. I think Luke agrees with me that there needs to be more action in baseball-- he enjoyed watching the balloons more than the game. That evening Mac joined us and we went to see Auntie Em in Seussical. She played the Young Kangaroo and did an excellent job. Luke fell asleep waiting for it to start and then woke up right before intermission. He loved the lights and the action. He started talking/screeching back to the actors on stage. Luckily the music was loud enough that no body else in the audience heard him. Overall it was a decent production. I wasn't familiar with the music, but a few of the pieces were very catchy. All of the larger roles were well very well cast, and kept me more entertained than I expected to be. I always love the little kids who make mistakes in an obvious way. For example, one kid came out wearing the wrong costume (he was supposed to be dressed like his fellow soldiers, but was not) and then instead of just rolling with it, the soldier next to him started arguing with him and trying to get him to get off stage.
I've been friends with Nicolette since the first day of 6th grade when she invited me to go get soft serve and jump on her trampoline after school. So that makes 15 1/2 years of friendship. She now has 3 adorable boys, including one who is 4 days older than Luke. This Friday, Mac and I hung out with her two older boys while she and her hubby went out to dinner. I LOVE her boys. They are always fun and such a riot.
We've watched them a half-dozen times or so, and at first it was at night with both Mac and I. Most recently it's been during the day while Nicky is at photo shoots, so the boys would ask "where's Mac?" and I would say "he's at work". I might have to repeat it several times before they actually got it. So this time Mac was able to come because it was after hours and Tanner said "Not Mac, he's at work!" Too cute. They think Mac is really fun because he knows how to play video games.
The first video is of Luke and Austin checking out the camera, and we get a surprise visitor. Here's Mac playing with the boys-- I think it might be a little more fun for Mac when Luke is that age.
My little brother Kevin is in town. I'm not quite sure how we got on the subject, but we got to talking about the word literally. Actually we were discussing the misuse of the word literally.
Kevin: I literally don't know if I've ever used the word 'literally' as anything other than a hyperbole. Me: And that's irony.
I know so very little about the English language. If you read my blog, you are probably aware of it because I make frequent mistakes. I just have to smile every time I hear "literally" used as a hyperbole. Sometimes I catch myself doing it and add with a wink and a nudge "as opposed to figuratively".
Luke has been quite the chatter box the last couple of days. He rarely makes this much noise except in the confines of his own home. So I thought I'd share a little bit of what I get to hear all day. He has figured out all of the vowels (including y) and just plays with his voice. I'm excited for when he gets some more consonants in his "vocabulary". On rare occasions we get a "g", but that's it.
This morning we had a dance party to Kings of Leon and I thought about how even though he may be a geek, this kid will have pretty fantastic taste in music if his parents have any say in the matter.
As Luke was getting dried off after his bath he started sucking both of his index fingers. It was pretty cute to see him loving his hands so much. Of course by the time I got my camera he had stopped and was on to just one finger. I think he looks like a little regal pharaoh in his hooded towel. After bath time comes massage and when Luke is distracted or bored I call in Dad to entertain him. Our favorite tool is the Family Album that Aunt Hannah made for him. He is mesmerized by it every time. I just hope that when we finally get to see the Christensen side of the family that all of our preparation pays off and that he recognizes people. Right now Luke is supposed to be settling down for bed, but we gave up after about 15 minutes of me trying to settle him down and another 5-10 minutes of Mac trying to settle him down. Either he isn't tired because of his late cat nap, or he's just being a pill. I think he's just being a pill. Ok, now he's fussing. Time for round 2.
First, lemmie explain the title. We live down the street from a Seventh-Day Adventist church, so I like to sing the primary song "Saturday is a Special Day" as we drive by while they're in church. Mostly because my weird sense of humor thinks it's hilarious. And because I'm really immature.
Moving on. We had a pretty sweet day today. First we went garage sale-ing and found some good books (um, hello Curious George). Next on the agenda was getting Luke's room all set to be played in. We had to go through a lot of our junk and decide what stays and what goes. I ran across a time capsule that I made as a senior in high school and was supposed to open in 2005. It was a riot to see what I left in there. Mostly it was a bunch of love notes from a couple of boys I had a crush on at the time, and some other memorobilia that reminded me of some pretty embarassing times.
When Luke woke up from his first nap of the day we snuggled a bit and then headed off to upgrade Mac's phone. Mac has been looking forward to this day for months and I have been such a stick in the mud making sure that he's thinking everything through and getting something he'll be happy with for a long, long time. Kinda silly, but for us it was a joyous occasion.
After that excursion we came back home to do more organising and cleaning. I even got started on my sewing project (I found some cute, cheap fabric that I'm turning into pants for Luke because I get the crafting itch every now and again). Later tonight we get to go downstairs to visit Josh, Holly and baby Abby (5 months) to have taco night and watch Twilight. Happy Weekend All!
Friday we went to visit Nana so that we could get some laundry done, play, and so that Mac and I could go on a quick date after work while Nana and Aunty Em watched Luke. Luke got really, really tired before his nap and when that happens he gets punchy. This is the video that proves just how silly he gets. It's pretty long, and you get the gist of it after 5-10 seconds. While at Nana's house we took the dogs on a couple of walks, and then went down to get Emily from the bus stop. Emily's bus driver was once my bus driver, so it's really fun to see her. Emily and Luke are getting to be buddies, and Luke is learning the art of the "cha". If you don't know what a "cha" is, you really haven't lived. Ok, that's a huge exaggeration. A "cha" is a special squeeze of the face that Emily invented while nursing as a baby (or so I'm told) and it has continued to be a little tradition. It amazes me to see how big Emily is getting. She's super tall and practically grown!
Luke helped me get to the grocery store today, which was overdue. We were able to get some good high-calorie healthy snacks for daddy to take to work so that he can get back to a nice, healthy weight. Luke fell asleep in his sling, which is always nice. I'm going to take a minute to rant now, but it'll only be a paragraph, so skip to the next one if you like. Why is it that strangers are so forward with babies? The only way I can get strangers to get out of Luke's face is if he's in my arms. Otherwise they get right up in his face smile really big and even touch him sometimes. I know that it feels natural to do that to a baby, and sometimes he doesn't mind. Every once in a while when he's tired his stranger anxiety will kick in and he'll stick out his little lip and start to cry. I don't know, I just think that babies deserve a little respect. you wouldn't get within inches of an adult stranger, would you? I think it's perfectly alright to talk to babies and children, but just don't get so close if you don't know the kid!
Ok, rant over. Next up is Luke's latest nickname. He's been bringing his knee up like so and holding it with his hand... Which totally reminds me of this commercial. So sometimes we call him Captain Morgan. Or just Captain.
My poor husband has lost about 15 pounds since Luke has been born. Since I see him everyday and he's always been kinda skinny, I hardly noticed. When I do notice I'll have him jump on the scale and it just keeps getting worse and worse. This morning he was doing his hair before church and his wedding ring just flew off of his hand. I'm going to have to come up with a solution to this. I promise that I feed him, I guess I'll just have to give him more food or start cooking with pure lard or something. I have to say I am a little bit jealous of his metabolism. If only I could borrow it and have me be the one shrinking...
Since I can't stop posting Luke pictures, here's another one. He's getting better and better at sitting up. Sometimes he'll be up on his own for a minute or so before flopping over. He really is eager to be mobile but shows no real signs of crawling anytime soon. I try to help him get his knees up under him, but he just stiffens his legs and arches his back, so I guess it'll be a while. I'm ok with that, but he sure does get frustrated when somethings not within reach.
This morning we went to an event called Babies and Bumps put on by Sacramento Parent magazine. It included booths, seminars, and lots and lots of prize giveaways. My heart was set on winning the car seat, but it was a no-go. One of the ladies we went with did win a huge prize of a Shark vacuum, steamer, hand vac, and carpet sweeper. It was worth over $500 bucks and it was really fun to see her win. Almost as fun as winning the car seat I wanted (but only almost). Here's Luke all worn out from the Stroller Strides demonstration:
On the way home we saw a Tesla Roadster, which is an awesome electric sports car, or so I'm told: When we got home we put Luke down for another nap and started to get caught up on Battlestar Gallactica episodes. If you didn't know yet that I'm a fan, I am. An unabashed fan. Then we got a call from Mac's old roommate, Mark, who was coming into town for a wedding. He and his wife Angela who is 7 months pregnant stopped by for a chat and Josh and Holly from downstairs came up to visit as well. It was a fun reunion because they all palled around together when Mac and I were dating. It was also funny to realize how quickly you forget all the annoyances of being pregnant. Oh, and they're naming their baby boy Luke too because it's the most awesome name for a boy.
Later Josh and Mac went frisbee golfing for a while, which was a really good thing for Mac. He doesn't have enough of that kind of stuff in his life, and I'm so glad to see him enjoy it. Plus, that gave me a little time to finish the scarf I'm working on. It's going to be a present for the director of Seusical, the play Emily is currently in. It's just the right colors and kind of looks like something from a Seuss book. Also part of our day was hoodie peek-a-boo, which I think is just too cute.
This morning Mac was holding Luke on the couch while I ran around and got ready. With Luke's new developments he's been reaching for things that he wants, and sometimes reaches for us when we're about to pick him up. Mac told me that as I was walking across the living room into the bedroom that Luke followed my movement with his eyes and his arms as if to say "come pick me up, Mom". However when I went around the corner into the bedroom on the right, his eyes went to the left instead because he assumed I was going into the kitchen. Mac said something funny about him being a little chauvinistic, but we know he'll grow out of it...
Here's a funny morning photo of Luke and I waking up: And another of Luke channeling uncle Lyle saying "I Hollywood":
Oh, how I love free redbox night. Mondays Mac will text me and see if I want a redbox. Last night I just said "I'm not picky today, just get something you'd like that I wouldn't hate". He came home with "I've loved you for so long" (the English title for the French movie). I'll try not to give too much away in case any of you would want to see it (although I'm pretty sure I'm pretty alone in the loving-foreign-movies-thing). The story is of a woman who has not seen any of her family members in 15 years because she has been in prison. Her sister allows her to come live with her when she is released. The narration of the story is wonderful because it gradually unfolds, leaving the audience guessing why she was in prison, and then if and why she committed the crime. As most foreign films are, it is fairly slow going. Another wonderful thing was that it was pretty dang clean besides the language (although I'm not sure what the subtitles said, they may have dumbed down the bad language).
Since Luke has moved up a size in clothes we were finally able to wear the I heart New York shirt from his Uncle Lyle and Auntie CiCi who live in the city. I thought it was super cute on him.
I know that I tend to over-blog, but it's only because I seriously love my life right now. I've got a fantastic husband and the most fun kid ever and I just love nearly every minute of it and want to savor every millisecond. As we speak Mac is giving Luke a bath and he's just making the most fun coos and giggles.
So here is my favorite kid in his favorite new shirt doing one of his favorite things- pulling my hair and trying to fit my whole head in his mouth. P.S. Tomorrow he'll be 4 months. It's already going too fast!
After a week of a lot of rain and a pretty whiny baby (I feel like I should know how to keep him happy by now, but sometimes I'm at a loss) I needed a break. I decided Luke and I would spend the day on the go. First we went to a playgroup where everyone else played with toys and play-doh or crawled around and Luke just had fun watching everybody. I'm finding that his personality is totally different than mine-- I'm happy to sit at home and be a bum all the time, but this kid just loves to be out and socialize and see new people and things. After the playgroup we went with my mom and Emily to Arden Fair Mall to return something to the Quicksilver store. On the way there we made a quick stop to Subway and at least 5 different people came up to me to tell me what a cute baby Luke is. Sometimes that perplexes me because although I think he's cute (duh, I'm his mom) I'm always surprised when strangers say something. Sorry, I digress. Once we got to the mall and made the return, I had to make a run to take care of Luke's diaper and to feed him, and by the time I was done they had discovered a Lego store. I was soooooo excited because I pretty much love Legos. If I still got an allowance, I'd be saving it for the Lego store. I felt mildly guilty that Mac wasn't there too for Luke's first Lego adventure, but I figure next time we go Luke will be so much more able to enjoy it and Mac and he can geek out (ok, I'll be geeking out too). Luke was so adorable and I was kicking myself for not bringing the camera. His eyes get all big and he opens his mouth really wide like he wants to stick the whole store in there. I took him to look at all of the displays and he just loved all of them. I let him hold at a Y-wing fighter (star wars ship) and had to take it away from him just before he stuck it in his mouth. They also had a display where once a week or month (I can't remember) you can make various little projects for free. You're supposed to be between 6 and 12 but in my defense I had Emily with me. Plus if you average my age with Luke's then we totally were allowed to make the little lephrechan. Besides the entire collection of Star Wars stuff, I want all of the cute kid stuff like the railroads and circus and zoo and....EVERYTHING! I also want the rest of the stuff they have for the kitchen. We already have the lego-shaped ice cubes and lego head-shaped salt and pepper shakers and magnets for the fridge. Now I just need (ok more of a want than a need) the lego-head shaped timer, lego block shaped mini-loaf pans. That's all. Once I've got all that junk I can die a happy lego geek.
Later at Costco Luke fell asleep in my arms. When he was a newborn he pretty much always slept in my arms and so when he was 6 weeks old I had to teach him how to sleep on his own. It was not a fun experience so I vowed that I wouldn't let him sleep in my arms very often so that he wouldn't become accustomed to it again. It was so nice to snuggle him as he slept. There is something so wonderful about holding your sleeping baby. I really like this kid a lot. He's such a good buddy and a pretty dang good sport and I feel lucky that he's in our family and I get to be his mommy.
This photo, although not the most flattering of our little Luke, is pretty representative of what a chubbo he is. We have dubbed the area that should be a distinct neck and chin the "check" because really the chin and neck just run into each other and mold into one big lump. We also have referred to him as Jabba the Baby and sometimes when he wears this one shirt he looks a LOT like George Costanza. I just really really hope that he learns how to crawl and walk in the next couple of weeks because my back just might give out. Seriously, how many not-even-four-month-olds do you know that need size 3 diapers? Hmmm?